Your Love Is My Weapon

Chapter 262

Arya didn't sleep much all night. She got up early in the morning and went to prepare breakfast herself.

When Daisy and Henry came down, Arya was almost ready. Daisy was still venting with Henry. She

glanced at her and walked down quickly, "Why do you get up so early and prepare the breakfast?

There are servants at home."

Nanny May responded, "I also persuaded her. A pregnant person should have more rest. I'll do these

things. She won't listen."

Arya smiled, "It's okay. I should have done this."

It seemed like everything was fine. Arya was not unhappy because of what happened yesterday.

She felt that without Xavier, she had to be more careful. She needed to behave perfectly to avoid

embarrassment.

Daisy sighed slightly. She knew that Arya was not happy at home. Arya was always so careful and

tired. Daisy held her hand. "Just leave this to Nanny May. She knows the appetite of the family. Ryan

may wake up. Go and see him."

Daisy pushed her out of the kitchen, but she didn't dare to persuade her.

Arya had no choice but to listen to Daisy. "Okay, I'm going to see Ryan."

Watching Arya leave, Nanny May sighed, "She must be tired."

Her spirit was tense all the time.

Daisy glanced at Nanny May and understood what she meant.

"Madam, you need to take care of her." Nanny May liked Arya and got along well with her. She had

watched Xavier grow up. The girl he liked must be good.

Nanny May just hoped that Arya can live well here while Xavier was away.

"I know." Daisy darkened her face. She was not angry at Nanny May, but angry at Henry's attitude.

Daisy told him a lot yesterday, but he refused to change. He said that it was Arya's fault last night.

He only believed what Harriet said.'

After listening to Nanny May's words, Daisy felt even more uncomfortable. Everyone could see that

Arya was good. Why couldn't that stubborn old man see it?

The family got up one after another. Because of what happened last night, the atmosphere was weird

and no one spoke.

Arya didn't sleep well last night. When she went to wake Ryan up, Ryan didn't want to get up. So Arya

hugged him and fell asleep herself.

Daisy didn't wake her for breakfast. It seemed that she didn't sleep well yesterday.

Bridget didn't see Arya and Ryan. So she asked casually, "Arya and Ryan haven't gotten up yet?"

"I didn't wake them to let them sleep longer." Daisy said.

"Oh." Bridget replied. "Breakfast will be cold."

Harriet looked at them and whispered, "She is so blessed."

Bridget sat far away from Harriet and didn't hear Harriet clearly, so she asked, "What did you just say?"

Harriet looked up and said with a smile, "Nothing. I just think Arya's life is so good. It's almost eight

o'clock and she can still sleep. Daisy has never been so good to me before."

Hearing this, Henry looked up at Harriet.

Harriet didn't seem to notice his gaze. She looked at Daisy and said casually, "Actually, it's not

appropriate to be so lazy as a daughter-in-law. After all, you have got up earlier."

Daisy finished the milk, put down the glass, and then looked at Harriet without replying anything. Then

she looked at Henry and said with a smile, "See how considerate Harriet is, right?"

If he didn't know that Arya had gotten up, he would be a little unhappy. He was very old-fashioned, and

he felt that his daughter-in-law should be filial and sensible. How could she sleep so late while they

were at home?

Last night, he said a lot of good things for Harriet. Now that Harriet was still complaining, he was a little

embarrassed.

Henry was not angry, which made Harriet confused. She knew his temper very well.

'It's weird.' Harriet wondered.

Henry got up before he finished his breakfast.

"Did I say something wrong?" Harriet was a little uneasy. In this family, Henry was her only reliance.

She could not lose his trust.

Henry waved his hand. "It's okay. I'm full. I'll go out to have a walk."

Harriet was relieved to see that he was not unhappy.

"Bridget, let's go shopping together. Last time I saw a dress that suits you very well" Harriet took

Bridget's arm.

It seemed like yesterday's unhappiness had never happened.

Bridget compressed her lips and thought about it.

Arya got up just as Bridget and Harriet were about to leave.

Ryan slept for a long time and woke up hungry. He saw the porridge on the table and said to Arya,

"Mommy, I want porridge."

"There's leftover food on the table. I'll get you hot porridge in the pot." Nanny May said.

Arya nodded. Bridget held Harriet back. "Let's wait and see if Arya can go. She has nothing to do at

home. She can take Ryan out with us."

Harriet's expression changed. 'Does she really accept Arya?' She even considered her for many things.

Harriet felt unhappy.

Now Henry was the only one who didn't accept Arya, which made her very unhappy.

No, she had to kick Arya out of the Jones Family before Xavier come back from hospital.

Arya took the porridge that Nanny May had brought over. Just as she was about to feed Ryan, Ryan

fainted in her arms. Arya was shocked and dropped the bowl in her hands. She carried Ryan and

walked out the door.

Everyone in the family knew about Ryan's condition and was calm. Daisy quickly asked the driver to

prepare the car and send Ryan to the hospital.

In the hospital.

Ryan was sent to the emergency room.

Arya was so worried that she could barely stand.

She never talked about it, but she never relaxed. She never mentioned anything to Bridget.

With Edward's care, Ryan rarely got sick. It was very sudden this time.

She wanted to wait for the baby to save Ryan, but now she felt that it was too long and too painful.

Sometimes she could not help it.

Bridget looked into Arya's helpless eyes and slowly walked over.

"Arya."

Arya saw Bridget and quickly wiped her face, "What's the matter?"

"It's time to do Ryan's surgery. It has been delayed for too long." Bridget looked at her.

Seeing how worried her family was, she could not be selfish as she had been before.

She was sad to see how sad the family was.

Arya looked at Bridget...Text © by N0ve/lDrama.Org.